Anita Lorraine Moore
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Dear Dearest Dearies, The time is drawing near – we shall not fret, we shall not fear. Harmony is but a state of mind – soon you all shall openly find. In our practice, we shiver with chicken skin. The magic of voices and rhythm and grins. Don’t send your love by mail, join us…
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Of late, I have been focusing on a healing path I never could have expected. The traumatic sexual and neglectful abuse of my past – the love and support of my loving Grandparents, lifelong Mentors, and my amazing Friend Family – the hard lessons of self-actualization I am learning through therapy and sobriety – and…
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(This poem I will put to music – I am feeling an irish-haunting and playful sound of old..) Listen to the poem, follow along with the lyrics below. ❤ They used to call that old white lightnin “moonshine” in these hills How many lips have uttered those words; family ties it breaks and kills Strawberry,…
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All those pieces of paper spread out across the floor stuffed in nooks and crannies ideas of something more Those words are bits of spirit I caught along the way fleeting moments drifted through my fingers onto paper all yearning to be sung and played I’m on the road to make them to…
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BOTTLE & CAN, Asheboro, NC 7:00pm (food truck will be outside, wings!!)
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On this day a man was born who would change things. A match when struck that lit the whole world with courage. That courage could dwindle when we look and see who sits in some seats of power these days. That courage could seem to have been lost when we look around and see hunger…